My phone buzzed in my pocket, startling me. I looked at the message: “Send me a picture.”

I stared at the photo and felt my face grow hot. I shook my head. Jacob and I were a new thing and had only met once, but my God, there had been sparks. But a photo bunny, I am not. I don’t randomly shoot selfies and send them to other people. It’s very much not my game. And yet…

I took a picture of my feet and laughed at my own smart-ass nature. I sent the picture to Jacob and waited. Somehow a person I barely knew was occupying a lot of my mental time. Even doing the dishes had become an exercise in concentration, and I tried to refocus my attention. I tried to put him out of my head and grabbed a sponge.

My phone went off again as my hands were submerged in hot, soapy water, and... Read More